Inconceivable!
Yesterday, I took the 2 train out through the Bronx to attend my friend Patrick's recital at Sarah Lawrence (which was, by the way, all kinds of beautiful -- and probably the first concert program to successfully and seamlessly combine Beethoven, Nine Inch Nails, and the Smashing Pumpkins).
Around 125th St., a very large pregnant woman boarded the train. She was sipping a McDonald's cup that, it soon became clear by her sucking noises, contained nothing other than ice. She sat down beside me and I burrowed my nose in my book.
A few stops later, a girl got on who I presumed was the pregnant woman's daughter. She had such an obnoxious laugh that I couldn't help being distracted from my book just to observe such a creature. As far as people-watching went, I'd just found a goldmine.
"So anyway, today was opposite day! Do you know what that means?!" the girl said to the pregnant woman. She guffawed and without waiting for a response, went on: "It means that all the girls at the high school dressed like guys and the guys dressed like girls! And it was so funny! And my friend, she had these boxer shorts with hearts on them, but really they were hers, and she pulled her pants down really low and drew a mustache on her face! With eyeliner! Hoo hee ha!"
She continued, "Oh, but this other girl, she was really funny! She didn't dress like a girl or a guy, or I guess it was kind of both! She was like, bisexual or something!"
Around 125th St., a very large pregnant woman boarded the train. She was sipping a McDonald's cup that, it soon became clear by her sucking noises, contained nothing other than ice. She sat down beside me and I burrowed my nose in my book.
A few stops later, a girl got on who I presumed was the pregnant woman's daughter. She had such an obnoxious laugh that I couldn't help being distracted from my book just to observe such a creature. As far as people-watching went, I'd just found a goldmine.
"So anyway, today was opposite day! Do you know what that means?!" the girl said to the pregnant woman. She guffawed and without waiting for a response, went on: "It means that all the girls at the high school dressed like guys and the guys dressed like girls! And it was so funny! And my friend, she had these boxer shorts with hearts on them, but really they were hers, and she pulled her pants down really low and drew a mustache on her face! With eyeliner! Hoo hee ha!"
She continued, "Oh, but this other girl, she was really funny! She didn't dress like a girl or a guy, or I guess it was kind of both! She was like, bisexual or something!"